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pouch lest the game might be hiding
in some covert close at hand, and
spring away while he was of his guard
The tracks kept growing fresher and
Old Tom was sure he could not be tar
from the game now, so he resolved to
keep on, and if fortune attended him.
eat his MONDAY lunch sitting upon
the warm carcass OF his Christmas
deer.
An hour passed-still no deer. Tom
was faint and nearly famished. There
seemed to be q little clearing ahead,
and he resolved if he did not come up
on the game there he would stop and
eat his luncheon. He crept cautious
~ to the edge of the forest opening
and looked out. Could he believe his
eyes? There, standing with appraised
head and dilated nOstriIs, facing at
nearly right angles TO him, its heavrng
side ali exposed TO the aim Of tbs
deadly rifle, stood & white deer, Old
Tom was so startled that he nearly
dropped his rifle. lie had been o
dering whether thu creatures of the
forest ever came to life aC8m-eypr
confronted their destroyer in spirit
form, haunting him with thei" grear
and pleading eyes. Many a painting
deer had old Tom robbed OF his littio
spark OF life; many a dying glance
from the great brown eyes hal he
turned from with q feeling OF almost
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inst with the ~faintest nickering OF a
diving fire upon the hearth. Tom tum'
bed in his pocket, found a match, and
struck it. AS the blae light deepened
into red, he saw, in one corner OF the
room, a low pallet made OF straw
hemlock boughs and dirty blankets.
On the couch lay q man, apparently
dead, the sharp contour OF his wasted
frame AMI hollow face cast welrdly
upon the wall by the Pickering light OF
the match. On % rode table near at
hand stood a small bit OF tallow DIP
thrust into o bottle, and Tom has
tiiv transferred to its wick the fall
ing flame OF the match. AS ne
did so, he saw the white deer standing
in the door and still watching nm
with it's great pathetic eyes. Then 1t
flashed over him in a moment that
this strangely tame and beautiful
creature was no spiritual visltant, but
q faithful friend ana pet O. the lonely
man upon the couch, sco"m2 with
superhumnn instinct some friendly
hand to save from deayh.
Toms kindly heart sent the tears
yelling to his eyes, a, with tht%
thought in his mind, be bent over the
low couch and tOuchejthp pOOrmlan'e
brow. 1t WAS cold, but not with the
marble colLnrss of death. Tom bar
ed the sufferers breast and placed his
hand over the seat OF life. Yes, the
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faithful heart was still beatingfaintly.
The man seemed to be ina stupor-a
dying sleep Of cold and hunger. from
which he might yet be reused. The
first thing to do was to start that
sluggish life current. Tom pulled out
his pocket-lask and poured o few
drops Of The stimulant between the
parted lips OF the stranger. Then he
took a little OF the liquor in his palms
and began to chafe the mans breast.
Pretty soon the sufferer opened his
eyes, and as he looked wildly about,
the white deer bounded into the room
and stood by the couch. So close was
it to Tom that ii brushed his arm.
and as he looked wonderingly IN his
eyes met the grateful eyes OF that
wonderfully beautiful, lovingcreature.
It was o strange feeling that swept
over the old hunter, as be inwardly
vowed never again to send cruel death
to such a beast as that.
WHO are you, good friendY" whis-
pered the sick man family, as he made
an effort to caress the beautiful Great
ure.
a am q miserable wretch who would
have murdered your gentle pet an.
swered old Tom softly. "But / will
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ain brook, sc0rning the letters Of the
frost, leaped down the long slopes Of
Jagged stone with a music as silvery
as ia June. The degr, gliding without
trouble over the rough stones and
down the slippery i~nclines still led the
way looking back as if TO encoura age
poor Tom, who had q terrible time of
it, Sliding and creeping along the
snowy rocks After d time, however,
they merged into q beautiful litrie val
ley, cleared Of trees and fenced off
rudely with saplings fastened to-
gether with withes. In the midst
OF the clearing stood a small
log cabin. There was no light gIeam-
ing through the single window, no
smoke rising from the Iudoly-pIaster-
ed chimney. All looked deserted,
cold and strange. The white deer,
however, kept straight on until 1t
came TO the cabin. Thenit stopped
close by the door and looked appeal
inely at Tom.
The old man hesitated for & mo-
ment, then pulled the leathern latch
string, and, as the door swung back
With a des0late creak, stopped his
head end entered the cabin. Opposite
MIN there seemed to be a fre-place.
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make amends now, since Heaven
kindly turned aside my bullet and sui,
fered her to lead ne to you. Can you
take a drop more of this, while ! stir
up the fire and warm this freezing
rOom?"
Tom closed the door, and blowing
the embers, threw some bits OF bark
on the GOALS, and then as the flames
darted up, laid the last bits OF fire.
wood over them. AS the room grew
brighter and warmer the sick man
reused more and more. He raised
himself on his elbow, and turning his
gaunt face toward Tom, moaned:
For heavens sake, give me some
thing to eat. l am starving"
Tom started and felt for his pouch.
Yes, it was there, and now glad he was
that he had been providentially pre-
vented from eating his lunch! Hetook
o piece 0! bis wife's snowy bread, and
warming it ct the ire; hrnka tin
pieces, and led it slowly to the starry
M man. The white deer looked on
aNproviGgly, but when Tom playfully
offered it a morsel, it jumped back
with q spOrtive toss of its head, and
contemplated him slyly from a dis.
lance. The starving man would
gladly have eaten Toms luncheon n
tire, but his deIiverer knew the danger
OF snrh an excess in the mans weak
encd state and restrained him. Pres.
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guilt. And now, could il be that the
ghosts OF his victims had risen TO re-
buke him, TO haunt him, to pursue
him through the ghostly Winter
woods? He would see whether the
creature we're flesh or mist. Slowly
and with trembling hands he raised
the gun to his shoulder. The sight
gleamed in the glare Of snow, he rub
bed his eyes and glanced along the bar.
rel again. The deer had turned and
was looking straight at him. The old
mans hand almoBt Jailed HIM, but
with q mighty effort he pulled tbs
trigger. The forest echoed to tbs
sharp report; then all was still again,
The smoke drifted a~way-buk this
deer Was gone.
Tom Campbell looked at his riat
and then at the spo3 where the deer
had skood. He could not have miss,
ed itsit was scarcely ten PAGES away
a strange feeling crept over him. Was
the white deer indeed d supernatural
creatureg Had the leaden messenger
pierced only q shadow from an IN
known worlag In a dazed way Ii
threw Ills rifle over his shoulGgT with
out reloadlng liza thing he had never
done before while IN search of game
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emily a sweet sleep settled over the
graseful eyes resting upon Toms, and
the old MAJ knew that he had made
his Christmas Gift to the world BY
saving q precious human life.
When Tom emerged next day from
the woods above the village he met q
long line Of friends and neighbors ad.
vancing to meet him with gnns and
horns, las If he were some dreaded
enemy OF wild man OF the woods. A
great shout went up as he came in
sight ana 3 little lad went flying down
the hill TO bear the good news to the
loved ones at home4 Then The thron2
gathesed about Tom, and as be stood
m their midst he told them about tie
white deer and the dying man Id the
mountains. NAnd now, friends, he
added, at the close, 4 have taken my
last deer hunt.
"Amenl" went up from every man.
and boy la the crowd.
That night the starving man was
borne tenderly out Of the Wilderness
and close behind him came following
the white deer. You might See ic to-
day playing with the children ii the
streets oi-but that would be telling
where.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
Curious Clocks.

When the EmperorV. of Spain re-
tired to the Monastery of st. Yuste, he
took with him Torriano. his clock
maker, in order 10 while away the
time by constructing the movements of
clocks. So wonderful were some of
the pieces of work which they made,
that the monks would not believe any
one except the devil had a hand in
them, until the machinery was shown
to them by the eX-emperor. 1t was
ordered by Charles that when he should
die all of these clocks should cease run
ning-and it is said to be fact that
his orders were obeved.
Another king of Spain came to Ge-
neva TO see a clock which had been
made by Droz, a merchant of that city.
Upon the clock were seated shepherd.
a negro. and dog. As the hour was
struck, the shepherd played upon his
flute, and the dog played gently at his
feet. But, when the king reached
forth to touch an apple that hung from
tree, under which the shepherd rest
ed, the dog flew at him and barked So
furiously that live dog answered him,
anu lHC HllplC phi lCIl III CH-
turing tO return. one of the courtiers
asked the negro, in Spanish, what time
it was. There was no reply; but, when
the question was repeated in French.
an answer was given. This frightened
the courtier, who rejoined his compan-
ions, and all of them voted that the
clock was the work of the evil-one.
Upon the belfry of the Kauthaus, in
Coblentz, there is the head of giant
bearded, and helmeted with brass.
The giants head is known as 1.-The man
in the custom-houSe"; and whenever q
countryman meets citizen of Coblentz
away from that place, instead of say
ing, How are all our friends in Cob
lentz?' he asks, How is the man in
the custom-house?" At every stroke
of the bell which sounds the hours up
on the clock, the mouth of the giant
opens and shuts with great force, as if
it were trying to say, in the words of
Longfellow, Time was-Time is
Time is past. ."-FredeyIc G. Mather, aaa
P1p41Gr SSisasce Monthly,
y - xsETNXR
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14

Yesterday several persons took us to
task because in IA previous issue we had
used the word fill instead of .'thill''
in speaking of ii runaway. One gentle
man was so agitated that he sent US
marked copy of the paragraph, and un-
derneath wrote: Great Scott! -,
get this man a dictionary" We are
the owner of two Webster's unabridged
works. in each of which the word ..filI'
is defined in such manner as to give
us the impression it means part of
sleigh or wagon. The Union referred
the critic to WebSter's Dictionary. and
he evidently concluded he had been
hasty in his criticism, for this morning
We received the following apology:
Awl rite; bi NEE wun. h-Schenectad4
Union.
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''Oh, shouldn't know what to do
with myself if was anything but silly
and easy-go-lucky," she protested.
merrily smiling. ''Oh, am SO sorry!
For see that you would tire of nv
frivolityl''
"If you would only promise to be
my wife,! he exclaimed, sitting down
nearer to her, and gazing deeply into
her eyes.
BLESS me, l never do that, | lust
consent to be engaged and they go
to papa and have talk; and then, in a
few days, tell papa that L have been
forgetting an objection, and he will
have TO manage TO break the engage
ment for me-
The Cameleon looked So innocent,
startled, and hall amused that Cowi
burst out laughing.
'.Ah, well, he said, s.it will not be
very hard for you to become engaged
the me then, will il? That is all |
ask, with ali its risks and possible
calamity. Let ne hear you say that
you engage yourself to me, and will
rejoice very much, and call every day,
anu i%a'c IL " your SencfO5lCy 10 DO
NE justice, and weigh my love at your
leisure
Nelly sagely shook her head
''If it only wasn't for Dick" she
sighed, sinking back into AN attitude
OF detected musing.
"Dick' is OF no consequence, An
thony Cowl camly answered. Let
him go. and give your hand to me-"
She had covered her eyes for an in
stant. but she quickly glanced up. She
laughed, blushed,' and clapped her
hands in delight.
why, | certainly thought that would
make you angry she confided to him,
giving him melting look. i rConder
what your mother could have said to
you about me. Did she tell YOU any
thing that we had said?'
''She only told me You were in every
way adorable"
81 thought possibly she had seen
how much | c-cared-" All at once
the Cameleon held out one of her hands
TO her enchanted lover. with a radiant
face and lowered eyes. You may kiss
itr' she said.
1t was a love-match.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
NV Dog Jack.

One of the officers of the post had
ten or dozen large greyhounds. Not
withstanding its size. the greyhound,
when alone, is an arrant coward, un-
less cornered; then it becomes a dan
gerous antagonits.
Jack was coward, too, but he
knew by instinct that a single grey
hound was even greater coward than
himself; and when one of the hounds
would stroll along by the house, it was
ludicrous to see the little scamp rush
out quivering with excitement, and
barking as if he would eat Mr. Grey
hound. Invariably, the greyhound
would turn tail and run; Jack would
follow few steps and then return with
look in his face which plainly said.
did you erer see such a coward?"
But one day Jack was taking walk
with me on the parade-ground down
toward the lake, and some distance
from the house. All at once the whole
pack of hounds, as if urged by one
common impulse to get even with him
for the indignities he had heaped upon
them singly, started in body for Jack.
az III % hC Nii lOl tucHl. Dul
when he did, instead of coming to me
for protection, he turned and struck
out for home in the usual manner, with
his tail between his legs and with the
usual accompaniment of howls. How
he did run! He was running this time
for his life, and he knew it, He look
ed like tiny yellow speck as he scamp
cred toward the house. The pack of
hounds keeping well together, gained
on him at every jump. Twice thought
they had him, and half turned away
my head; but, no! he doubled on them
and fairly flew in another direction
The hounds could not turn as quickly
as he could, and fell over one another
i'll their attempts to do so. As Jack
reached the terrace in front Of the quar-
ters, he flew into the house through the
open door, safe! The door was closed
by my wife-who had been watching
the desperate race-just IL the hounds
met in body over boy straw hat
that was lying upon the grass before
the door. In about two seconds there
was nothing left OF that hat; it was
torn into ribbons before they found out
ii wasn't Jack, after all! But from
that time, Jack was not ON speaking
terms with any of those hounds
Oiirer EILsa0Orth Wood, in st. Nicholas.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14

LORD Salisbury has purchased a
small estate on the. Riviera at Beaulieu,
near Monte Carlo, and he intends to
build villa on it. The ground is well
wooded and the site of the projected
house, which is on the shore of the
Mediterranean, commands an extern
sive and beautiful yisY.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14

Young ladies at Washington have
an idea that ii is very stylish to have
little eolored boys for pages. Clothed
in gay colors. with crests or initials
on the large buttons. the little darkies
are now Ia he seen everywhere about
the city, following their mistresses on
their shopping tours or when they go
calling. and on reception days stand
at the door with a silver waiter for
the reception of cards. Ii is very
hard, however. to discipline them, and
on one or two accasiuns they have
made statements Ia visitors which
caused a great deal of trouble. e5pe-
cially at the house of a Brigadier Gen
eral, where the visitor was told, after
waiting some time: Il can't find
missus, though she was here Just now,
but guess she must have seen
You coming, and slipped out the back
way"
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
The New North.

When Mr.. Grady heard the New En-
gland Society cheering his illusions to
the Cavalier, and TO the beaten but not
crushed or disheartened confederate
soldier who turned his charger into a
plow-horse and went to work TO create
prosperity more firm and desirable
than that which was based upon hu-
man slavery, and when he heard from
Delmonico's gallery the familiar and
inspiring strains of Dixie, his sur
prise at the New North may have been
quite as great as that of any OF his au-
dience at the New South pictured in
his own fervent and patriotic oratory,
~~1he Ce7atHTY. -
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14

, Corn doctors who don't extricat,
! corns.
Ear doctors who advertise sure cure.
! for deafness.
/ Lotteries of all descriptions, which
( are delusion and snare
Lawyers who volunteer their service:
| from charitable motives
! Land schemes in Florida and else
! where which give .'homes'' away.
The ightning-rod man who is will
ing to take your notes for work per
! formed.
Civiale remedial agencies, which
are generally advertised through the
| papers
Bohemian oats, whose manipulators
are extending their operations in va
rious directions.
English sterling cutlery, which is ad-
vertised by bogus companies at very
low prices.
Fraudulent employment bureaus
which guarantee permanent employ
ment II you pay your initiation fee.
Medical institutions whose professors
! advertise themselves and great cures
through the country generally.
Magnetic appliances which are ad-
vertised to cure all physical intirmities,
from disOrdered brain TO a sore foot.
Brokers and bankers who send YOU
printed circulars guaranteeing for
tunes if you invest small margins
through them.
Bogus detective agencies whose rep
reSentatiyes work for a small consider
alton, and are as liable to betray YOU
as Ia serve you.
Solid gold plate watches. which are
advertised all over the country by Bor-
don, Edwards & Company. New York
Bogus agricultural newspapers which
have nominal subscription price, and
are published 10 circulate descriptions
of various wares in the mails under the
head OF second-class matter.-Ameyf-
can Ag7fcuituriSt.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
George Washington's Early Model.

The second of the Fairfax boys bore
the name of Thomas. This lad young
Washington never saw. but it was this
| absent Thomas who exerted the strong
est influence over young George W ash
ington's developing youth. and excited
spirit of manliness and emulation
that none Of his actual associates could
inspire. Before Washington became
intimate at Belvoir, Young Thomas
Fairfax. then scarcely more than 4
child. had been made I midshipman in
the kings Nayee," and had sailed
away tn foreign seas whence he never
returned.
His father inscribed upon the marble
that commemorated his death that
quaint epitaph:-,
To THE MEMORY OF
THOMAS FAIRFAX ESQUIRE
Who died fighting in his Country's cause on
board the Harwick Ship of War in an engage
ment with Monsieur Bourdenaye, commander
of a French squadron on the Indian Coast
the ::6th day of June. I.46,
and i'll the 2lSt year OF his age.
Beloved 10y his commander. Captain Carteret
and highly favored by his friend Commodore
Barnet for his politeness of manners. He was
comely parsonage, of undoubted bravery,
celled by few as Naval Draughtsman: gave
early promises. by pregnant genius and dill
gent application, of a consummate officer for
the service of his country. But the Wisdom
of Heaven is inscrlItable; human life is ever
in the hands of its author; and while the good
and brave are always ready for death. resig-
nation becomes their surviving friends. Con
WINGED of this 'duty yet subdued 10y the Senti-
meuts of tender parent this tablet was in
scrihed and dedicated by his sorrowing father
May. Britain. all thy sons like him behave
MAY hGA rfsfnN III
Thy tlercest foes undaunted he withstood
And pershed fighting for his country's good.
Bold, ambitious, accustomed to see
no boy excel him, full of high senti-
ments of honor, loyalty and duty
who can doubt what pulses thrilled the
heart of Washington, when this ex-
ample was brought face TO face with
him every hour of his life? Who can
fail to see in these events the motive
which led him to seek, like Fairfax.
midshipman commission? You all
know the story-how a vessel waited
in the Potomac; how Washington's lug
gage was sent on board; how his moth
er, agonized lest her son, too, should
die among strangers on far-off seas,
interviewed; and how, at her entreaties.
he abandoned a career that seemed to
him full of promise and of glory,-all
these are familiar themes. He laid his
ambition at his mothers feet. and turn
ed his steps to the then quiet paths that
lay about his home. And soon those
paths extended into scenes of peril
and adventure that gave him fame
even before he reached the age at
which Thomas Fairfax fell. But the
influence of the midshipman's example
did not stop there. And the heights of
Boston and the field of Yorktown wit
messed i'll after years the display of the
martial spirit that was quickened into
life by the memory of Thomas Fairfax
and his death i'll that unchronicled
fight, when the Virginia boy builded
his life into the foundations of the En-
pire of William +. Cayue, ta
81. Nicholas.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
An Old WOman Sneaks.

think that this world would not he half as
bright.
In fact it would be rather drear,
lf, as we passed through it. we never could
find
Some poor soul to be good to, my dear.
Some poor soul to be good to- my dear
Is blessing of blessings. that's clear;
For to keep the heart warm there is nothing
eXcels
Some poor soul to be good TO, my dear.
Though the paths that we tread may be fra
grant with flowers,
Meath sky where no shadows appear,
Nv i'll add to our JOY if we've always in mind
Some poor soul to be good to, my dear.
Some poor soul to be good to- my dear,
Yes, even il sUTIOw come near,
Less heavy they IL grow just as long as We
know
Some poor soul TO be good TO, my dear
-Mdrgaret Eytinge.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-04-14
Moments.

O, there are moments in mans mortal years
When for an instant that which long has lain
Beyond our reach is on d sudden found
In things OF smallest compass, and We hold
The unbOunded smut in one small minutes
space,
And worlds within the hollow of our hand;
a world of music iii une word OF love,
A world of love i'll one quick wordlesS look,
world OF thought i'll one translucent phrase,
world of memory III one mourntul chord,
4 world of SOTrLAN IN one little song.
Such moments mans holiest; the divine.
And hrst-sown seeds OF loves eternity.
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